Wanted By The Mafia Lord; Attracted to the Bad Boy Nextdoor
Rose began, leaning in and whispering conspiratorially as he walked away, “tell me, Bree, is it true that the mafia lifestyle is all brooding men in dark suits and endless drama?”
“Oh, absolutely,” Bree replied, her tone completely serious. “Except with guns, but none of them seem to smile. We even have a contest to see who can scowl the longest. But then who needs you to smile when you look that good,” she ended it with a mischievous wink.
I groaned, burying my face in my hands as they burst into laughter.
Rose turned to me and said. “By the way, where’s this Bryon guy you mentioned? You know, the one who’s supposed to be so handsome?”
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